Tuesday, March 04, 2008

30-9

Sitting in his lawnchair on the front porch, wool-muffled, stargazing,
sipping hot tea, he happened to spot the silent blur
of a panicstricken black dog dart across the pine-shadowed snow.

2 Comments:

Blogger Lori Witzel said...

These are such cool rockin' bits. Teeny tiny stories, all replete with depth and scale.

3/05/2008 5:55 PM  
Blogger Fred Garber said...

I've seen the black blurs before. Did not know they were dogs!

3/07/2008 12:24 PM  

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